Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1887-09-14
A MT. DESERT ENGAGEMENT,

Oh oiu mail ailu d young girl, were seated
on the piazza of one of the smaller hotels
at Bar Harbor engaged in earnest CONVEX
sation. The old man had rather plead
ing, serious look upon his benevolent coun-
tenance, and the girl, a pretty blonde of
20, with regular features and delicate COM
plexion, had cast down her soft gaelic
like eyes in confusion at a remark made by
her companion.
But, Mr.. Stoneman, Jack hates me-"
said she
Tut, tut, you must not imagine such a
thing"
am sure of it. He was quite fond of
me when we were children, but since we
have been grown up he has changed ut
terly"
Il cannot believe that it is possible for
any one to hate you. 1t seems to me that
every one who knows you must love YOU"
That's your Partially, dear Mr.. Stone
man. You are very kind to have such a
high opinion of me, and l assure YOU ap-
preciate it."
sack would feel as I do if he only
knew you"
But he does know me; he has known
me all his life, and he doesn't want to
know me any longer, for he avoids me on
all occasions" replied she, sadly.
And you, what do you think of him ~
asked he.
How can | think of him at all when
he does not think of me?' answered she
proudly, at the same time blushing deeply
under the old mans keen chances.
"That's right, he doesn't deserve it.
the fondest wish of my heart is to see nv
favorite grandson and the granddaughter
of my old friend and chum united, and
Jack will, just to thwart me, bring some
girl into my house whom | shan't be able
to endure, instead of my lovely Alice,
whose presence would be continuous de-
light to me, and who would make the rest
of my life bright and happy"
Dear Mr.. Stoneman," she replied,
pressing his hand affectionately, "there
Is nothing l should like better than to
live with you, but Pm afraid it can't be
done, for Jack and l." with an emphasis
upon the latter word, dislike each other
800 much. Stop moment though" con-
tinued she, changing to a merry tone, 81
will tell you how it could be arranged.
Why can't marry you" and she burst
into hearty laugh.
You little roguel l only wish l were
90 years younger, and I'd make you marry
me whether you would or not"
"Oh you wouldn't have the slightest
difficulty in persuading me. l should fall
in love with you at once"
Jack is said to be very like me. Why
couldn't you take him as substitute ?"
asked he with sly air.
Dear Mr.. Stoneman, please do not talk
on that subject any more. | would rather
not"
ave won't, then," he answered, prompt
y. Are you going to Mrs. Bush's picnic
on Saturday ~
"Yes | think 50. Are you to be
there?"
Not l. A drive of ten miles on a
blackboard, and an afternoon and evening
passed in sitting either upon the damp
ground, or the hard rocks, is not very
tempting to man Of my age 1t does
very well for you young people; we old
ones prefer what comfort we can get out
of the parlor arm-chairs and a civilized
tea-table-"
Their conversation was interrupted at
this moment by frightful din which
seemed to proceed from the interior of the
house, and to approach nearer and nearer.
growing more intolerable as it advanced.
The uninitiated might have expected it to
herald the advent of a band of savages,
who, with iercely rolling eyes and uplifted
weapons, were about to burst upon and ex-
terminate them but our friends knew
that this warlike sound was only peace
full summons to the midday meal, so they
shortly arose and wendell their way to the
dining-room, where, with the other So
journers in the establishment, they were
soon discussing one of those repasts which
have for so long been the despair of the
pleasure-seeker in this island
About 1880 o'clock on the evening of
abe same day, as Mr.. Stoneman was sitting
In sheltered corner of the piazza smoking
cigar, he was joined by his grandson,
Jack, who had just returned from days
sail in the bay.
"Good-evening, grandfather" said the
young man gaily. How have you been
all day ?"
Pretty well, thank you, my boy; what
sort of day have you had ~
Fair; we had plenty of wind all the
morning, but it died away in the afternoon
and we had the devil of time getting
home. | didn't know but what we should
have to stay all night
81 am glad you didn't, for / shouldn't
have slept wink worrying about You. l
cannot see why you should want to spend
SO much time on the water"
well what else is there to do in this
confounded place? don't care for tennis,
and get enough of dancing in the winter.
If there was only nice girl to firt with
now, might be induced to spend more
time on terra irma."
al suppose Alice Lee isn't nice enough